We're standing right on the edge of the line
Where the present and past intertwine
Why did you come here
And why do you sigh?
Catastrophic Felice on the beach
Tending the washed up canoes from the seas
No, they don't care
Read in between
Seven red roses they encroach
Silver red roses they encroach
Seven red roses they encroach
Silver red roses they encroach